As Friday came closer, Robin was getting more excited and was constantly fantasizing about the coming night. Thursday night Robin had another restless...night sleeping. His image kept coming into her mind. She was tied face down on his bed, spread eagle, the flogger stinging her back, some of his hits landing on her exposed pussy, making her arch her back up to him with each strike. She tried to scream, but the ball gag he had shoved into her mouth only made her whimper. Joe was fondling her. What was it like she kept asking herself, making love to another woman? What would it be like to even just kiss one? Of course she'd kissed other women over the years, relatives, girlfriends and such, but they were always safe sexless kisses. How different would it be if backed by passion?One quiet afternoon, she actually dug out one of those old porno tapes that Jack kept in the basement and watched it. It had been over ten years since she'd watched one of them with him and she tossed aside. Then my hands unbuckled her belt and lastly unbuttoned the rest of the dress. All this while we were smooching each other lustily with the expanse of the city as our backdrop. I pulled away to enjoy the sight in front of me. I lustily drank the view she offered – that cyan blue lacy push-up bra with those milky white boobs in them.The fair flawless stomach with all its curves and folds and the slightly moist matching lacy panty. I kept staring at her love hole. She pushed herself up and I. “You look like you need a rest,” a lady on a park bench offered with a smile, scooting over to make some room. “Th... Thanks...” Megan replied with a gasp, taking the offered seat. The woman’s Doberman and I gave each other wary looks, exchanging tentative sniffs in a tense standoff. Combat averted, we both sat down to enjoy the goings-on around us.The Doberman turned his gaze towards Megan, his eyes travelling up her smooth, tanned legs. “So... you hittin’ it?” he inquired.“Excuse me?” I.
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